"Why do you think so seriously? Is there something on my face?" Yixiang looked at Ziqi intently. Although he knew why he was watching like this, he still wanted to hear what she said in person.

"Yes. There are two caterpillars." Ziqi said, stretching out her thumb to touch the caterpillars she said. Yixiang didn't know what she was talking about at first. But when her gentle little fingers touched between his eyebrows, she knew what she was talking about.

There was a caterpillar on his face? Ziqi's description is too appropriate. Yixiang showed his teeth and smiled. Yixiang grabbed Ziqi's hand that stopped on his face and grabbed Ziqi behind him, then picked up Ziqi easily, cautiously and slowly. He was afraid that Ziqi would break his hand and flow away like water, so he couldn't help but hug him a little.

Ziqi was frightened by his actions. But his movements were very gentle, and he felt that he wanted to protect himself well. "Hate~" Ziqi spoke in a coquettish voice, and the voice made Yixiang shudder and creepy.

Yixiang walked out of the temple and was covered with dark charcoal ash. Some bamboos were not burned clean and stood straight. If you accidentally stepped on them, you would stick your shoes and wear meat? Think about it, it would be better to use light skills. Yixiang jumped gently and flew up with Ziqi. Ziqi felt that her body was heavier, so she turned her head and looked. Huh?

What's going on? Why is it black sea below and why does it fly up? Ziqi looked at Yixiang in shock, and saw that he looked relaxed and his gentle smile was still hanging on his face.

"Brother, be at ease, you have these thousands of lives in your hands." Ziqi put his hand around Yixiang's neck, and the tower was very tight. Yixiang was puzzled and looked down at her in confusion. Ziqi glanced at him and knew that your mind was simple and could not be heard clearly. Ziqi swallowed, cleared her throat, and planned to give him a class.

"Think about it. I am a mother, and I have two husbands, one child a year, and now I am only seventeen years old. Then we will give birth to forty-seven, and there are still thirty, and even fifteen daughters, they will be like me, starting to give birth to at the age of seventeen, and until at the age of forty-seven. What about the sons? How can I say, then two wives will be better, both seventeen years old, and the same as forty-seven, tell me, do you think, I am dead. How many lives are there?"

Ziqi spoke with relish and looked great. Although he felt a little lying, Yixiang was still cautious from the bottom of his heart after a few words. As he spoke, he used his fingers to count, and finally found that his fingers were not enough and wanted to hold Yixiang's hand, but his hand held him, but he couldn't. In the end, he was in chaos and told Yixiang that he had counted.

Yixiang wanted to complain as soon as she started talking about it. What? Is there anything you can calculate like this? Then the lives I nurtured under me are equal to you? "How many?" Ziqi thought about it for a long time, but couldn't calculate it, so she asked Yixiang again.

"Puff." Yixiang didn't even calculate. Ziqi asked this and suddenly distracted his attention and the two of them fell a lot. Ziqi could feel it, and his hands hugged Yixiang's neck tightly again, looking frightened.

"Good, take it easy, this life is in your hands." Ziqi warned again. Yixiang despised her, not believing in his skills? That's good. You have twins, twins, and you can do whatever you want in one year. Finally, after passing the large black gray carbon land, Yixiang found a flat ground to fall. The movements were graceful and relaxed, and the breeze was gentle, and the two hairs were handed over together, as if two fairies had descended to earth. Yixiang didn't plan to let Ziqi down, but Ziqi was being held comfortable, and it was just right for her to not come down. Yang lip, squinted his eyes, and nodded with satisfaction. Yixiang hugged Ziqi and walked towards the path. He looked at the scenery with his eyes slanted and his neck was sour, and he looked at the blue sky and burst into tears. Ziqi simply closed his eyes and hummed a small song.

Yixiang held back her laughter, her mouth twisted and deformed. What was she singing? She couldn't keep up with her lyrics without lyrics, and her voice was like a mosquito, "buzzing" like a mosquito, and her hair was thrusting. Ziqi felt Yixiang's chest trembling, and she opened her eyes and saw that Yixiang's handsome face was red and her thin lips. Why did she become like this?

"Smile," Ziqi roared angrily. Yixiang stopped and pretended to be puzzled. He lowered his head to look at Ziqi's angry face with confusion. Ziqi pouted and stared at Yixiang with anger. Yixiang was really puzzled this time. Ziqi actually pouted and came to be angry, but that was really funny. If you don't sing seriously, don't sing, you really don't understand.

"Let's say it's nice." Ziqi grabbed Yixiang's hair with his little hand and said threateningly. He raised his eyebrows, helpless.

"It sounds so nice, the sound of nature." Yixiang said, two lines of tears were filled with tears. Although it was so fake, Ziqi still felt quite comfortable when she heard it. She closed her eyes slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and let go of his hair. His hair was really soft and smooth, and the hair was of good quality. Such words against her will, but it won Ziqi's smile. It's worth it?!

Yixiang continued to stride. When he arrived at the pair of wastelands last night, Yixiang stopped. He raised his head slightly and looked at it with a sound expression. "What?" Ziqi turned his head and saw a mountain dozens of people taller than him. The wastelands? The neck was so sore. He turned around and buried it in Yixiang's chest. Listening to his heartbeat carefully, it was even and powerful. He felt that he was very firm every time.

"Forget it." Why did you hear Yixiang's helpless words? Yixiang turned around and still hugged Ziqi and walked around nearby, wanting to see if there is any other way out, but after looking at it, there is only the closed path, with high mountains and peaks continuously, wanting to go up?

It is certainly possible to be single with Yixiang and one person, but it will take some time. Not to mention that Ziqi is by her side at this time, and she can't stand it, right? However, she has been in this wilderness and the house is gone again, so it may not be safe this night. It's okay to have one or two wild wolves, but she is afraid of a group of them, and there are still endless streams.

Yixiang hugged Ziqi, stepped into a dense green forest with slight hands and feet, and towering trees with deep roots and lush leaves stood in front of them in a sequence. The forest felt beautiful and gloomy.

Yixiang's expression was serious, his body became tense, and he never felt a little comfortable at all times, as if he would fall into the abyss by accident, and he would not be able to feel at ease.

"Gugu--" A bird passed by quickly. Ziqi only saw a black shadow flying not far in front of him and saw a few leaves falling. Yixiang of course noticed it. He turned his body and the leaves fell from Ziqi's face, only touching Ziqi's hair.
Chapter completed!